“Hold the line!” Draven’s voice roared through the chaos, echoing above the clash of fangs and claws. His massive black wolf tore into an enemy, fur slick with blood.
I dodged a snapping jaw, narrowly missing a brutal bite to my throat. My breath came in gasps, but I forced myself to stay focused. This was no time for fear. Draven's pack was counting on me.
“Liana! Watch out!” someone shouted.
I twisted just in time to see a hulking wolf lunging toward me. My instincts kicked in. Energy surged through my veins—wild, fierce, and untamed. Sparks crackled around my fingertips as I swung my arm forward. A blast of raw power shot from my palm, sending the wolf flying backward with a yelp.
Silence fell for a brief moment around me. Warriors, both friend and foe, paused to stare.
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